Taking a Chance on Love by Erin Green

Author:Erin Green [Green, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2020-01-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Thursday 27 February

Dana

‘Hi, Mum . . . I know, I know . . . I wasn’t ignoring you but, yeah, I was,’ I say, as I drag an unwilling Luke over their doorstep.

‘I couldn’t believe what I was watching . . . One minute he was laughing and joking about the artwork, being so tender towards you . . . and I just knew he was going to kiss you at the end of the date, but I’m shocked that he pulled away like that. Your father’s not impressed either.’

Oh great! That’s one conversation I can’t wait to have.

I drop Luke’s school rucksack and bundle him out of his coat, draping it on the bottom stair.

‘Grandpops?’ slurs Luke, pointing upstairs.

‘Yes, Grandpops is upstairs having a shower,’ answers Mum, as I make my way through to their lounge.

‘Up?’ asks Luke of his nana.

I settle in the armchair as Luke nosily bolts up the stairs to hammer on the bathroom door.

‘I wonder what he’ll say in his feedback . . . He’ll have to explain himself,’ says Mum, entering the lounge.

‘Not necessarily, Mum . . . he might choose not to. I don’t know how to play it. Should I be honest and explain that I was really enjoying myself all evening? Or do I act a bit coy until someone hints to me what Brett has said? I’ll look a fool if I wear my heart on my sleeve and he says he didn’t like me.’

Mum shakes her head and settles on the sofa with her morning tea.

‘He seemed so lovely too . . . I kept saying to your dad, “The experts have got it right this time, that’s for sure.”’

I envisage her remarks as the programme aired, my dad nodding along or keeping schtum as he saw fit. I bet her voice hit that high-speed, shrill tone; it always does when she gets excited. And last night, I bet she was on top form watching us move around the empty gallery enjoying the art, viewing the sculptures and mosaic pottery. Watching her now, despite the early-morning start, I can see remnants of excitement still lingering under the surface, just wanting good news for the couple she watched last night on TV. She’s bubbling, she’s alive and I know she’s willing that, somewhere, not so far from here, a certain young man is feeling slightly annoyed by his own actions and has a decent explanation for his unceremonious end to what started as a delightfully engaging kiss.

‘Sorry that I’ve had to ask you to take him in today, but I need to get a flower order out by ten o’clock and if I had to do the school run in between making up the arrangement and its delivery, I’d be cutting it fine for my feedback slot,’ I say apologetically. ‘Plus I’ve a small table arrangement to make for a meeting I have tomorrow.’ I feel I’ve overstepped the mark this week. I know my parents are happy to

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.